I've become the very thing.
I said I would become.
And that is, a Drifter,
as sexy as it seems,
the Drifter, or this other,
fairy, care-free soul,
is in control of me,
growing comfortable,
in his tenuous hold on
his life, malleable though his
skin is raw, sensitive to the touch,
he is beautiful, in his own distant,
disturbing, romantic way,
by becoming, what I want,
I've become this thing, this newness,
this capricious creation,
this, wet.
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